Be
it a mountain in our way
We
need to speak and pray
Is
it an obstacle in our street
We
need to reposition our feet
Even
though there’s a tear in our eye
Judging
by the situation of things, we can’t cry
For
our strength we’ll need if we must fly
So,
come rescue Lord, before our well runs dry
For
there’s a woman on the hill
Trying
to walk down the steep
Please,
direct her feet
So
the solid ground she can feel
It’s
a lost brother
Wandering
aimlessly
Lift
up his head Lord
And
save him from walking shamelessly
Show
us the way to a better day
Hear
our words as we pray
For
it’s from a grieved person turned prey
In the hands of those who took oath to save